Trump, Sick.

Donald J. Trump, Drawing by Nicole Jeffords.

We wish you the best, Mr. President, truly we do. It’s not our fault that you, a corpulent 74-year-old, went to meetings and rallies and events without a mask on. In fact, you poo pooed mask wearing, instilling in your followers the notion that placing a mask over one’s face was weak and effeminate and meant you were a pussy. Stubborn or stupid or both? We know how you feel about germs and sickness, Mr. President; this time, because you refused to look at the real reality out there, the true facts, you blew it for yourself, your family, and the people around you. Worse yet, you continued with meetings and appearances even after you’d been diagnosed. I’d call that Karma, Mr. President. It seems to bite us all in the ass eventually.